Wasup?

'Jeremy, where have you been?'

Painting my freakn' house!  Where have you been?!

I'm drained.  We have been working on the house non-stop.  Lots of tedious time-consuming painting.  But it looks tons better.  And new carpet went in Tuesday.  I can't wait to move in!

I was so wore out I took Wednesday off.  Then yesterday to WIBO.  So now I'm back in the saddle again *cue music*.

And I've found out my only friend in life is the now famous Phil.  He's helped me paint every night.   EVERY night….yeah the rest of you are slackers.  But you can make it up this Saturday.

Psalms 31

  • He is my Rock & Fortress.
  • He leads & guides me.
  • He sets my feet in a spacious place.
  • The Lord preserves the faithful.
  • Be strong & take heart all you who hope in the Lord.
  • "My Times are in Your hands."
  • "You shelter us from the intrigues of men."
  • He heard my cry.
  • He frees me from my trap.
  • "How great is Your goodness which You have stored up for those who fear You."

New TV Show

Jennifer has a great idea for a new TV show…."UNDOING TRADING SPACES".  It can be a whole show on repairing peoples bad design choices inspired by the show.  We’re paying for someones ill-advised painting option in our bedroom.  They must have mixed sand or something in the paint…then added glitter.  It’s horrible!

My arms hurt from sanding!!

Ugh

I don’t know what was with me, but Sunday and yesterday I was just plain grumpy.  At least I can admit it!  I told Jennifer last night that I couldn’t figure out why, but I was just aggravated.  And I didn’t even know why!  It was like I wanted to go punch something.  So the dog was the obvious choice…just kidding.  I’m better today though.  Maybe I was PMSing. 

But now I have a headache….maybe its all the wall dust I inhaled this morning sanding our room.

Painting….again!

Ok, let’s try this again.

Here is the plan.  Painting every night this week if your available.  Then we’re moving Saturday morning.  We’ll start that at 9:00 AM.  Please let me know if your available for either.  Thank you!

The Barber of Seville

153610__scissorhands_lI now have short hair.  But it didn’t happen at all like I imagined.  In a moment of weakness after coming home from the hospital, Jennifer offered to cut my hair.  I agreed.  Wrong decision.  "I’ll only take a little bit off," she said.  She lied.  This was the result:
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Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife, she’s just not a barber.

So after a trip to the emergency room, sorry, the hair-stylist, I
have a new due.  The ladies at the salon got a good laugh.  But all is
well.

 

When you get lemons.

We pull into Greensboro, NC to get some Zaxby’s.  Ok food, wasn’t that impressed. 

But that’s not the point.  The point is Matt ’bout rear-ended the person in front of us after standing on the brakes.  Yup – they were gone.

So we sat in the parking lot after eating trying to find a solution.  Rent a couple of vans?  Find a repair shop?  The solution – add brake fluid.  Easy.

Instead of getting upset at the situation, we made lemonade.  Tools required:

  • Cooler Lid.
  • Tennis Shoe
  • Remote Control Truck
  • Free Time
  • A bunch of delirious road weary travelers waiting to take their energies out on a poor toy.

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